Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 94

Felix left with a sense of grievance.

Whitney rubbed her hands together, relishing the feast before her. She reached for a skewer of konjac, followed by some spicy beef and mushroom balls sitting on his side of the table. As she eagerly dived into the meal, she directed him, “Grab me some of this, that, and oh–more of those, please.”

“Are you a pig?” The man glanced up, his aristocratic hands remaining still. “Waitress, could you get some veggies for this little piggy here?”

His voice, too magnetic and pleasant, immediately drew attention from the nearby diners.

Whitney’s face flushed with annoyance as she looked around enviously. “Look at everyone else’s boyfriends. They’re doing so much for their girlfriend.”

Her gaze wandered, observing the young couples around them, some still in their school uniforms, with the boys diligently serving their girlfriends and cooing endearments like, “Sweetie, careful, it’s hot.”

“Sweetie, want some bubble tea?”

It was all about pampering.

The more Whitney watched, the more she envied, especially compared to the icy glacier beside her, who seemed clueless about doting on a lady.

Ludwik, looking unimpressed, finally picked up a skewer and methodically placed meatballs into her plate. “That’s as far as I’ll go. Eat.”

He was not one for such feminine displays of affection.

Deep and commanding, his voice drew near with a dangerous warmth, his clean, masculine scent enveloping

her.

His fingers, long and strong, moved with purpose.

Whitney’s cheeks warmed under his care, especially as she caught the envious glances from other girls around

them.

Every woman has a touch of vanity, desiring their man to show care and affection, especially in love.

Content, she continued eating.

window and was stunned. There was Ludwik, holding a cup and a napkin, tenderly helping his lady with her drink and wiping her lips clean. Was that really

could not resist taking a sneaky photo and quickly sharing it

to his wife at a barbecue joint. I’m getting slaughtered in broad daylight

Parker: […]

that’s a slap in the face of romance. Ludwik

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begging Felix for more. [Mr.

the spicy

bubble

“Quiet.”

a napkin, and as he leaned closer,

him.

catching Felix’s reflection in the window, his phone aimed at them. She suspected that Elaine might see the photo. With a coy glance, she teased, “I want my bubble

Ludwik was losing

her plush lips met his, her eyes soft

a deep breath and kissed her back

her waist, his whole body reacting, “You’re quite the flirt, aren’t you? Damn

face flushed deeper, her playful seduction

captured a discreet photo, sending it to the

at the sight of their CEO kissing his lady, causing a frenzy of

could not help but glance at the secretary’s phone, only

of all people, at a

for Whitney, he had clearly made exceptions more than

sight. In the photo, the gorgeous Ludwik was kissing the petite woman in his arms, a sight any woman would be envious of. Plus, Whitney’s eyes were barely open, as

was boiling

how Whitney enjoyed

dialed Ludwik

the barbecue restaurant, amid the warmth and intimacy, Whitney saw

uninterested, and set

feeling the sting of his kiss as the onlookers stared. She buried

released her, though his gaze lingered. At that moment, the

inside, “Whitney, is this a challenge? You can flaunt your love now. Marking your territory, huh? Enjoy today because tomorrow you’ll cry your

coldly. She would not let Ludwik fall for this vixen. He was hers, forever